Dynasty (Boys of Winter 1)

Cruz reads me and slips his fingers under the soft material of my cropped tank, effortlessly raising it up over my head to find my naked chest below. His lips travel down my shoulder, past my collar bone, and over the curve of my breast until my nipple is sucked into his mouth. His left hand firmly cups my other breast as his right slips into the waistband of my cotton pajama shorts, going further until his hand is resting against my bare ass. He squeezes it and I all but scream as the need becomes too much.

Needing to feel his warm skin against mine, I tear his shirt over his head and throw it behind me, not giving a shit where it lands. My hands wrap around him and my nails instantly dig into the tight, strong muscles beneath his skin.

Cruz grabs my chin and forces my lips back to his as my hips rock back and forth over his hard length. A rumble sounds through his chest and it speaks right to the savage part of my soul, tempting, teasing, tormenting.

I have to have him.

Scooting back on his lap, I grab the front of his sweatpants and free his heavy cock from the confines of his boxers, groaning as my fingers barely wrap around him. This is going to be good, and fuck me, I hope it’s going to be fast.

My fist roams up and down, feeling the thick, angry veins under my fingers as my thumb circles over his tip, spreading the warm bead of moisture that appears beneath my thumb. “Fuck, Winter. I need to feel that tight pussy around my cock.”

I lean into him and press my lips to his neck, teasing him just as he does to me. I drop my voice to a breathy whisper, tormenting him as I push forward and grind my clit against his cock, wishing desperately that there wasn’t a pair of cotton booty shorts between us. “How bad do you want me?”

“Bad enough to take your control and throw your ass down,” he says, his hand on my ass, lowering and curling under me until he finds my dripping core and pushes two thick fingers deep inside of me. I push back into him, taking all I can get. “I’m not above begging,” he growls, the sound coming from deep within his chest. “Let me bend you over and fuck you the way you need.”

Holy shit.

I shake my head, propping my feet on the step and pushing up until I’m standing over him. My eyes burn into his hooded ones and I gently sway my hips as he looks up at me. “You wait your turn.”

His responsive growl speaks right to my aching pussy, and as he hooks his fingers into my shorts and begins drawing them down my legs, I watch the hunger grow in his eyes.

I step out of my shorts, but before I can lower myself down over his cock and ride him until I scream, his hand curls around my thigh, his touch so soft yet somehow filled with all the strength in the world. He moves my foot up a few steps until my legs are spread with his face right at my weeping pussy.

I grin down at him. This boy is just like me. When an opportunity presents itself, he grabs it with both hands, and being the stubborn bastard that he is, refuses to let go.

Cruz’s hands curl around me, grabbing my hips and bringing me closer until his mouth closes down over my clit. My eyes roll back into my head as my fingers knot into his hair, keeping me from falling. His tongue flicks over my clit, applying pressure before taking it away and building me up until I can’t take it anymore.

Desperation courses through me, and I scream out as he dips his head lower and fucks me with his tongue, bringing his hand up and teasing my clit, exactly the way I like. “FUCK, CRUZ,” I cry, my fingers tightening in his hair. “I’m going to come.”

Cruz shifts his tongue back to my clit, and with a brutal force, slams his fingers deep inside my aching cunt. I scream and he does it again as my pussy clenches down around his fingers, but he doesn’t stop. He’s relentless, his tongue a force to be reckoned with, and as his fingers work over that one spot deep inside of me, I come hard, my orgasm ripping through me like an explosion.

“HELL YES,” I hiss, clenching my eyes as Cruz laps up every bit of my excitement.

His fingers move within me, not stopping until my body finishes convulsing, and the second I can, I drop down over him, guiding his hard cock into my dripping pussy.

“Holy fuck,” I murmur, catching my breath as I slowly rock my hips back and forth over his cock. “You guys have to stop surprising me like that. I don’t think I can handle it.”